Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Knowing that Xiao Ziqing had an almost crazy obsession with medical skills, Feng Yiran took the initiative to mention a piece of information he had just inquired about.

"Baby, I know there is a person with a weird personality in Switzerland. He has been researching various inexplicable things in the world, such as the special functions of the human body. Maybe we can learn more from him. Let's see if we can Helpful for Sang Ho Young's situation."

Most people think that abilities and the like only exist in movies and novels, and they cannot really exist.

But if he hadn't seen Sang Haoyang's ability with his own eyes, Feng Yiran would not have believed that the Cairns family's premonition was super accurate.

Once, Feng Yiran and Sang Haoyang made an appointment to meet in Mexico. They had already booked a hotel, but Sang Haoyang suddenly called Feng Yiran and said that he wanted to change the place, which was unlucky.

At that time, First Young Master Feng didn't take it seriously, thinking that guy was playing tricks, maybe he was superstitious.

However, in order to respect Sang Haoyang, Young Master Feng still changed to the hotel next door. In the afternoon of that day, a fire broke out on the floor where the room they had originally booked *was.

And the most serious fire was the room they reserved.

If you thought it was just a coincidence, Feng Yiran had no choice but to believe that Sang Haoyang really had that ability after several things happened.

He also asked the young master, why not use such extraordinary ability to help those in need and avoid more disasters?
Sang Haoyang said coolly: "This is the power bestowed by the gods, and it cannot be used indiscriminately. Our old man has specially ordered that, except for important matters related to his own life, he is not allowed to use the ability to predict other things."

Do you regard their Cairns family as street vendors outside? ?This mysterious power can be used as soon as it is said, isn't that very busy?
And it is very different from the film and television dramas in that the ability to predict is not arbitrary, but at certain times, there will be a strong premonition.

This is why, the old man emphasized not to use one's will to arouse superpowers casually.

Only when they have the most direct relationship with themselves, some pictures will pop up by themselves. Maybe this is God's special favor for their family!

If he could have such a predictive ability anytime and anywhere, then Sang Haoyang would definitely not offend Wen Ya, a stinky girl.

He shouldn't have been so kind in the first place!

If Wen Ya hadn't been rescued because of a momentary soft-heartedness, there wouldn't have been entanglements later on, and his predictive ability would not have disappeared inexplicably.

It's strange to say that after having several relationships with Wen Ya, Sang Haoyang never had any super premonition again.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been ambushed and seriously injured that time in the tropical rainforest of Southeast Asia.

But as Xiao Ziqing said, no one is sure whether the disappearance of predictive ability is directly related to Wen Ya, if doing that kind of thing with women will have an impact, then why was Sang Haoyang fine when he was with those female companions before? ?
In the final analysis, in fact, people are gentle and innocent.

In any case, Sang Haoyang decided to have sex with that little wild cat. How could he let go of such an interesting prey?

Wen Ya came out of the shower, applied toner and lotion, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to dry her hair when she suddenly heard a knock on the door, feeling puzzled.

Walking to the door and looking through the peephole, she took a big step back in surprise.

It's him! ? ?How does this lingering guy know she lives here? ?What did he come here for? ?

The leader of the unit once said that this man who looks both good and evil is not simple, maybe he is not what he appears to be on the surface, maybe he is also an undercover agent like Wen Ya in the past.

If it was really an undercover agent, then Wen Ya felt somewhat relieved, otherwise having sex with a heinous villain many times would be more disgusting than swallowing a fly.

But Wen Ya has always despised herself, how could she have sex with someone she had only met a few times, and under that bastard's superb skills, make such a shameful reaction? ?
Sang Haoyang stood outside the door and knocked on the door several times, but no one answered, but he clearly heard footsteps just now.

"Knock knock", he knocked vigorously a few more times, "Wen Ya, you don't have to pretend you're not at home, I can see clearly from downstairs, your room is lit, and you walked by the French windows. Just I can recognize your body of dry-stir-fried kidney beans even when it turns to ashes, so stop pretending."

The calm and complacent tone made Wen Ya feel uncomfortable.

She was so angry that she put her hands on her hips and stared fiercely at the door, wishing she could pass through this board and stare to death the stinky man standing outside the door.

What is it called?You are the only one who is good? ?

So what if you know I'm home?I just won't open the door, even if I kill you, I won't open the door for you!Just stand outside like a sculpture!

Putting his ears on the door panel, Sang Haoyang listened for a while holding his breath, but he still didn't hear anything.

The young master immediately lost his patience, and directly changed to smashing the door panel with his fist vigorously, "Wen Ya, if you don't open the door, I will kick it! If you don't want to disturb the neighbors and be complained, you'd better do it obediently."

jerk! ! !

Wen Ya was waving her fists behind the door angrily, why did this bastard have such a nice voice when he uttered queer words?

Tiptoing back to the door, Wen Ya just raised her head to see what's going on outside, when she saw Sang Haoyang raised her leg and was about to kick the door.

In this situation, Wen Ya really has no way to pretend that she is not at home anymore, the thin door panel can't stand the foot of this rude man.

He definitely has the strength to remove the door panel with one kick, unless her house plans to stay open at night from now on, a door will cost four figures to buy back...

After a brief ideological struggle, Wen Ya held the idea of ​​"die or die", opened the door at once, and quickly dodged to the back of the door.

Fortunately, she had fought against Sang Haoyang several times before, so she knew the man's usual movements, otherwise she would have been kicked hard in the stomach by Sang Haoyang just because of the time difference.

Entering the room, Sang Haoyang did not have the slightest etiquette as a guest——
In fact, he came here uninvited, and his arrogant attitude really made people uncomfortable.As soon as he entered the door, he sat down on the sofa like a grandpa.

A pair of arms rested casually on the back of the sofa, and lazily ordered: "Pour a glass of water, I want ice, no carbonated drinks, nothing else, just boiled water."

This kind of virtue is really disgusting, Wen Ya really wanted to grab the mug on the table and slam it in the bastard's face, smashing his smug smile.

"If you have something to say, get out as soon as you have nothing to do! I'm going to rest." She unceremoniously issued an order to evict the guest.

It's good that Wen Ya didn't mention rest. Hearing this word, in the dead of night, Sang Haoyang naturally glanced at her.

Although it's just a cotton nightdress with a cartoon pattern, it doesn't hinder her graceful curves, especially the pair of long white legs under the skirt, which makes Sang Haoyang really want to put that obstructive nightdress pull up...

Sensing that the man's gaze was aimed at her awkward position, Wen Ya hurriedly sat on the opposite sofa, not forgetting to grab the pillow to firmly block her legs.

The seductive scenery was covered by people like this, Sang Haoyang touched his nose resentfully.

He put his legs on the coffee table and squinted at the woman across from him, "Come back to Europe with me, I need your help."

What kind of request is this? ?Have you ever seen someone come to ask for help, or look like a pair of glasses growing to the sky?The co-author, the Young Master, thought that he opened his mouth to give others great face? ?
Rao had seen Sang Haoyang's arrogance a long time ago, but Wen Ya couldn't help but roll her eyes, "End of talking nonsense? Then you can get out, don't send it off."

After finishing speaking, she got up and walked to the bedroom, not intending to talk to this lunatic at all.

Are you sick? ?

In the middle of the night without sleeping, he ran to other people's houses and said such inexplicable things.Who does he think he is?Will she obediently do what she is told to do?
Back to Europe?If you want to answer it yourself, it's none of her business?

From the moment he entered the door until now, he was completely ignored by others, which made the young master lose face, so he stood up angrily.

He caught up with Wen Ya in three steps at a time, hugged her in his arms, and then both of them fell down on the not-so-big bed.

In Sang Haoyang's angry eyes, there was a faint luster, "It seems that I have to use the most familiar way to 'communicate' with you, so that you can listen."

To deal with this little wild cat with its teeth and claws, you have to let her indulge in love, and can't tell east, west, north, south, so that her sharp claws can no longer hurt people.

Wen Ya didn't expect this damn bastard to be thinking about this kind of thing, she almost exhausted all her strength to struggle.

Scratching, hitting, scratching and biting, he used all the tricks he could, and kept cursing: "Sang! You are not a man! Let me go!"

"Hehe, to be precise, my surname is not Sang." Sang Haoyang raised Wen Ya's hands and corrected her mistake with a low smile.

His surname was not Sang, but Cairns. He told her so kindly. Not only was Little Wild Cat not grateful, but he even looked at him with murderous eyes.

Wen Ya arched her knees, and was about to push hard towards the most vulnerable place of the man, but Sang Haoyang dodged it deftly.

Using the other hand to separate Wen Ya's knees, Sang Haoyang smiled wickedly, "Little wild cat, if you attack there, you will lose your 'sex' blessing for the rest of your life!"

Wen Ya's face blushed uncontrollably when she heard him speaking obscene words without restraint, "Go away! You'll be strong on women, are you still a man?"

"Aren't you clear about whether I'm a man?" Sang Haoyang lowered his head and whispered only a few centimeters away from her red lips.